Well, despite my best intentions, the new me didn't stand a chance with my southern neighbour. I haven't seen him since the appearance of the tree clippings in my yard. I came home tonight from the gym and he was out front so I asked him about them. "Oh ya, I wanted to talk to you about that". (Ya, I guess so!) "What are your plans for my trees?" So, I asked again why his tree trimmings were in my yard. "Because I wanted you to see what I had done"
"That still doesn't explain why you would put your yard waste in my yard. I find that rather hostile."
"I want to know what you're planning on doing with MY trees." Fine. I take him into my back yard and go over with him the exact same stuff I went over with him the last time. I explain that the arborists all suggested that I take the largest limb down to the next joint - but that's on his property which he is clearly against so I'll take it down at the property line. "I want you to give me all of that in writing," he says, slapping his hands together. I'm not about to give him anything in writing! What the hell for?
"Look, I'm not required to give you anything in writing. I'm entitled to have my property the way that I want it. I consulted with you before I even brought anyone in. I've had four arborists in. None of them have suggested that I not cut these trees (keep in mind they're really weeds, afterall -but I don't dare say that to this guy who has been hostile since I saw him out front)."
"I don't care about arborists! You've started a war now. You wait and see!" and he storms away. I walk after him saying that I've done all I can, I consulted him when I didn't have to, I've more than fulfilled my obligations. By this time he's around the corner and out of sight but to my surprise he comes storming back. "You say you want to cut MY trees to get sun but I've never even seen you in the back yard except to BBQ!" (Okay, I don't spend alot of time in my back yard - because it's a mud pile!) "Did you do a soil acidity evaluation to see whether you can even grow grass?" Huh?
"Seriously?" I ask out loud (even though the new me knows better)
"Yes! Seriously!"
"Okay Ross. I've consulted with you"
"You have not!", he cuts me off. (Wow - at least I tried to have a sane discussion - I didn't just cut down a bunch of branches without any discussion and then leave them in your yard!)
"I brought in four separate arborists. You've left your yard cuttings on my lawn"
"You can't prove that! Did you see me do it?" (Seriously?)
"You just admitted to me that they're yours. Do you really want to do this? 'cause I will if I have to. It's technically a trespass and you need to remove them. You can't just go around leaving your yard trimmings on my property because it suits you." At this point however I'm talking to his back. Fine, bring it on. I'm not sure how things went so totally wrong. I guess I should have just shut up and had mud baths in the back:(
As for the permanent marker markings, they suck. I think they might work for people who don't ever sweat, but when you walk every day (almost) and sweat, not only dooes the marker come off, so does the tape they put on. I had asked for more tape to put on but they assured me that I wouldn't need it. Hah! The tape has all come off. I went the pharmacy in Welland and got surgical tape to put on over their tape to try to hold it all together. I'm giving up though. I'll have to go back to the hospital on Friday to have the marks totally re-done I fear.
Someone suggested that I try henna. I think that's a great idea. I'll see if the hospital tech will use that. If not, I will when I get home so that the marks are at least semi-permanent (i.e. sweat-proof!).
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